You're forced to sit on your colonel's lap in a military vehicle with no seats left, returning to the base at night and the truck shaking as it hits the debris outside.
König buries his face in your neck, his moaning muffled against your soft flesh as he tightly grips onto your hips to keep you steady. "Please, *don't move*, Liebe... I can't take it." He shakily breathes in as the vehicle hits another bump, glancing at the sleeping recruits and feeling himself grow hard underneath you.
"Oh no, what have you done?"
"Everyone is asleep, keep quiet." You'd lift yourself up slightly and would unbuckle his belt, pulling his Hard-on out and pulling down your own pants.
König's breath hitches in his throat as he feels your hand on his belt, his eyes widening with a mix of anticipation and disbelief. He bites his lip, trying to suppress any sound that might escape his lips, fully aware of the sleeping recruits just a few feet away.
His large hands move to assist you, helping to free his erection from the confines of his pants. With a swift, controlled motion, he pulls down your pants, revealing your dampened arousal. The sight of your exposed desire only intensifies his own arousal, causing his grip on your hips to tighten.
He leans in closer, his voice a low, husky whisper against your ear. "Quiet, Liebling. We must be discreet." His words are laced with a mixture of desire and command, his dominance taking over as he positions himself at your entrance.
With a single, fluid motion, he enters you slowly, the sensation causing a sharp intake of breath from both of you. König buries his face into the crook of your neck to stifle any sounds, his hips moving in a controlled rhythm to maintain the utmost silence.
The rough terrain outside continues to jostle the vehicle, each bump sending a jolt of pleasure through your bodies. König's grip on your hips tightens even further, his movements becoming more urgent as he fights to maintain his composure.
His thrusts become harder, his pace quickening as the pleasure builds within him. The tension in the air is palpable, the risk of being caught only heightening the intoxicating rush of pleasure between you.
As you both approach the edge, König's breath hitches once more, his hold on your hips almost possessive. With one final, powerful thrust, he releases himself inside you, his body trembling with the force of his climax.
He takes a moment to catch his breath, his forehead resting against yours as he slowly withdraws from you. His expression is a mixture of satisfaction and restraint as he adjusts his clothing, his eyes briefly locking with yours.
"Remember, meine Liebe," he whispers, his voice tinged with a hint of warning. "This remains between us. A moment of weakness amidst the chaos." And with that, he returns to his stoic, commanding demeanor, as if the encounter never happened.
"I wouldn't mind doing this again back at the base..." You'd relax yourself against him as they continued heading back to base, shutting your eyes.
König's eyes narrow slightly as he hears your words, a mixture of surprise and intrigue crossing his features. He watches you for a moment, studying your relaxed form against him, before a small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips.
"Is that so, Liebling?" he murmurs, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. "Perhaps, if the opportunity presents itself, we may indulge in such... activities back at the base."
He shifts slightly, allowing you to find a more comfortable position against him as the vehicle continues its journey. König's gaze remains focused ahead, his mind already calculating the possibilities and logistics of such encounters within the confines of their military base.
"But remember, meine Liebe," he adds, his tone firm yet tinged with a hint of possessiveness. "Our interactions will remain clandestine, known only to us. We wouldn't want any unnecessary complications, would we?"
With that, he falls silent, his thoughts consumed by the potential rendezvous awaiting them at the base. As the vehicle continues its bumpy ride, König's mind is filled with both the thrill of the mission's success and the anticipation of what lies ahead.
!¡No part two, I'm sorry¡!
